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6 yrs ago
Current "Doing your best" does not mean working yourself to the point of a mental breakdown. Its no longer your best at that point.
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7 yrs ago
The word homeowner has the word "meow" in it. Good luck pronouncing it correctly ever again. You're welcome ^.^
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7 yrs ago
When everything seems wrong...something goes right, and it changes darkness into light, and makes the shadows a little less daunting.
8 yrs ago
People cry, not because they are weak. It's because they've been strong for too long
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8 yrs ago
the bad thing about being bullied is that every time it happens it steals a little piece of who you are if it happens enough little by little you become a little less of who you were meant to be.

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Ignatius frowned as he examined the flying fish in his hand. It wriggled and snapped at whatever it could, quite clearly trying to take a bite out of his flesh. ”I don’t think we should try to eat these.” he said, reaching for the rock he had gathered earlier and tried to hit the flying fish over the head. He was somewhat disappointed- the other flying fish had been lovely to eat, these… he feared it might be eat or be eaten with them and he really didn’t want them in his belly.

He knocked the fish out as best he could- it still flopped feebly as if denying him even that chance of success at defeating it. Disgusted, he dropped the fish to the ground, turning towards his companion.


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Studying Jasmine, Penny frowned. Something had happened to the girl, although how that was possible when she had been asleep against her… Dreams were nothing strange to Penny, but this seemed to be one impressive epiphany. She looked for any sign that Jasmine would be unable to do this, meeting the younger girls eyes before she nodded approvingly. She couldn’t doubt Jasmine- not without the girl doubting herself immensely.

As Jasmine spoke, she thought on her words. She watched Jasmine more than a little worriedly, even knowing the girl was steady. She didn’t want her to get hurt- if Penny could prevent any injury than she’d go home happy. While Penny didn’t follow everything Jasmine said, it was clear that a lot had happened in the girls life to lead her here. ”At least you have answers now.” Penny said softly.

"As for the doctor... we can check on her, but I think we need to do some checking around on th is fish while they aren't attacking. See if we can find their lair." She said, her gaze drifting around the town, ”And make sure that everyone stays inside. If you would like to stay Jaz, you can.” She wouldn’t force the girl to follow her- she wanted Jasmine to do what she wished to, and if she was more comfortable healing and defending, then that was okay.





Sasha had made her way to the front of the ship and looking out over the waves she watched as the island drew slowly closer. It was clear that something was going on on the island. As they drew closer, the magic that was all around them seemed to grow thicker, until Sasha was sure it should be visible, and yet it wasn’t. Smoke filled the air and every now and then, she was sure she could feel tremors running through the ship, causing the waves to rock. A feeling of uneasy settled in her stomach, and absent she lay a hand on her belly. As arms came around her, she turned toward in Lazarus’s arms, looking up at him before she rested against his chest laying her other hand over his heart.

”It’s going to be a rough battle.” she said softly, her voice full of emotion she’d rather not display- at least where everyone else was. ”We might not all come back from this.”

Lazarus gave her a smile- one that even now could set her heart racing- “I thought we’d already decided to have hope. As long as you and the baby are okay, that’s all that matters to me.”

Sasha sighed softly, bowing her head slightly and closing her eyes taking a few moments to simply gather her strength, her courage before nodding and turning to look back to the island, which was closer than it had been. Drawing a deep breath, she stepped back from Lazarus and to the railing once more. Laying her hands on it, she continued to watch the island draw closer until the crew was getting ready to dock. There was nowhere viable to do so, although the crew sought to get as close as possible it proved dangerous as rocks protruded from the water, jagged and broken. The island clearly wasn’t doing well, scarred and damaged from what she could see and it made her heart ache.

“You’ll have to use the ships boats from here.” The Captain said, looking over at the mages gathered on his deck.
Are you still accepting people? I mean... there's so many people but this just looks so awesome. I'd love to join- I even have a character in mind who I'd just need to adapt for this.


Penny

Location: On the road to Shirotsume Town-> Shirotsume Town
interacting with: Jasmine @Lunarlord34, Lurdes Arriola (NPC, Shirotsume Town Vet)





Penny didn’t know what she could say or do that would help jasmine. She didn’t know the right words, or even the right thing to do. Had her mother ever comforted her, at all, after the man who had beat the shit out of both of them, the man that her adoptive mother had let beat her? Penny couldn’t ever recall. When her adoptive father had died… Penny suspected that her adoptive mother had perished with him, had merely been a walking shell of a woman. She tried to think how she had been, before… but she had been too young. She remembered being happy, with her adoptive parents, and then… misery. She gave a soft sigh to herself, her arms around Jasmine still.

Perhaps she didn’t need to actively comfort her. Perhaps being there was enough, keeping her safe. Or as safe as she could. Jasmien was asking her to believe in her… and Penny did. The girl might not be the strongest, but she had a good heart. As her sobbing became mere sniffles, Penny closed her eyes in relief. Jasmine was pulling herself together, and that was a good thing. Yet Penny knew that it was going to be a rough ride… She hoped she could make it easier for her.

"I do. You're stronger than you think you are, Jaz," At her further question, Penny hesitated. She didn’t really have the answer, not for that at least. She sighed softly, hesitating before saying, ”I don’t know how it works, Jasmine. It… sometimes I think it’s just when you’re ready that it unlocks. I was Sixteen when I first started using Phoenix Magic. And that was after I learned Fire Magic. But… I was in a bad position, before it burst out of me when I most needed it.” She gave Jasmine a gentle squeeze, ”I don’t have the answers as to why now, Jasmine… I wish I did. I worked hard to learn fire magic… Phoenix it just came to me. Perhaps because of my training in Fire.”

As Jasmine continued speaking, Penny shook her head, ”No, no! It isn’t your fault what happened to them, Jasmine. It isn’t. You can’t blame yourself for what happened. You didn’t know you could do this, and you wouldn’t have been able to then… It isn’t your fault, and I won’t have you believing that.” She said, her voice soft but strong- to make sure that Jasmine would never have a doubt that it wasn’t her fault. As the younger girl fell asleep, Penny fell silent, closing her own eyes once more.

She’d do everything she could for Jasmine. She just hoped that she didn’t end up screwing her up. She let her thoughts flow, trying not to focus on anything. The ride was quiet, peaceful but to Penny, right then, it was filled with worry, dread and fear. Her mind, and heart, inevitably went towards how she had left, her breath leaving her in a shaky sigh.

She shouldn’t have left the way she had… She’d let her anger get control of her… But she wasn’t scared… She just didn’t want to hurt people. Going to the island… getting herself mixed up with Dragon’s, with so much other stuff… that chance…

No. She wasn’t scared. She was bloody terrified. Terrified of her magic, of the way it had changed, of just about every aspect of it. She could kill with a few beats of song. What if she accidently used a wrong spell? She closed her eyes tighter, to stop the tears that wanted to fall.

She failed to stop them, and reached up to brush the tears away, trying to be quiet, not wanting to wake Jasmine. The girl needed sleep. And that was something Penny could give her.




As Shirotsume Town came into view, forests began to appear, the road became smoother as they neared civilisation, and there were signs of people living there. A farm or two, some animals- cows and horses- splattering the land, some workers could be seen amongst them. Penny shifted, not yet waking Jasmine, as she got a look at the land around them. It looked normal, and happy on the surface, and Penny would have been content with that, but she noticed things that weren’t quite right.

The fences she could see bore damage- marks and scars on the wood, and what looked like blood. There were scars in the earth, and she could see that the workers were moving frantically about, as if terrified. She frowned, studying them. Were the Hane-Sakana that deadly? Letting her thoughts linger on that, and just how they were going to deal with this problem, she watched as the town drew closer. Here there were other signs of the damage done by these flying fishes, more damage to the buildings she could see, blood staining the streets, windows, doors, signs. And injured people. People with bandages on their arms, legs, hands, faces. Bloodied, and hurting, and Penny suspected that under those bandages, there would be severe damage. Perhaps even missing fingers.

She would do whatever she could to help, Penny knew that, with all her heart. She couldn’t let this destruction, suffering, go on any longer than was necessary. As the cart drew to a stop in the town centre, Penny gently reached out to shake Jasmine away, ”We are here, Jaz. Time to show them just what Phoenix Wing Mages are made off.” She gave her a smile, ”I know you will be okay. I’ll be with you, every step of the way.” As the driver came around, Penny opened the door, reaching into a hidden pocket to take out some jewel’s, paying for the trip before getting out.

Waiting for Jasmine, she glanced around trying to find any sign of the Animal clinic. The vet was their client, and she wanted to get this job started as quickly as possible. She looked to Jasmine to make sure the girl as okay, but didn’t get to say anything else as someone came barrelling towards them. The man appeared to be late thirties, early forties. His Dark brown, nearly black hair was patchy- but it didn’t look like he was going bald. Perhaps he was simply pulling his hair out- perhaps in frustration or fear. His beard, closely shaven to his face that did appear to usually be neatly cared for, was a little unruly.

He had a healing cut along one cheek, a bandage over his right arm- she could see it peeking through his lab coat, that was splattered with blood, torn in places. He appeared to be very disheveled, and frantic.
”Phoenix Wing Mages, Phoenix Wing Mages!” His voice sounded fearful, frantic and a little crazy like. Penny shifted in front of Jasmine, not quite sure of this man.

”Yes, that’s us. I’m Penny and this is Jasmine. We’re here for the flying fishes… are you Lurdes Arriola?” she asked, keeping her voice calm, suspecting that if she let anything else into her voice, this man would fly off the handle. He seemed one crisis away from a mental breakdown and that wouldn’t do anyone any good.

”Yes, yes! You have to help, you have to do something! I’m running out of supplies, the doctor’s running out of supplies and now she’s out of commission, the flying bastards tried to slash her throat! I’ve never seen anything like this, in all my life! Please, do something!”

”We will, do not fear. For now, it would be best if everyone stays inside, keep doors and windows locked, animals inside. We will deal with these creatures, have no fear.” She assured the man. He seemed skeptical, but Penny made sure he knew she wouldn’t budge, and while he hesitated, he went back the way he had come. Watching him retreat until she was sure he wasn’t coming back, she let out a slow breath. ”That is a man on the edge of doing something drastic.” She said with a soft sigh, turning back to Jasmine. ”So we should get started. Are you okay?”




Michael

Location: Ship towards Tenuro Island
interacting with: Zev @Hatakekuro and Gabriel





Michael, mortified, gave a small nod. Gabriel had never really explained why he had Leo, the Spirit that really didn’t act like one, nor had he ever explained to Michael why he couldn’t close the gate. Perhaps it was simply that they hadn’t spent much time together, in months. Since they’d joined their guilds… he missed his brother immensely, these last months had been hard without him. Before, they hadn’t spent more than a few days apart in their entire lives. ”Y-yes-. T-This is my b-b-brother. Gabriel.” he said softly to Zev, as Gabriel tried, and failed, to get Leo away.

The spirit merely threw his arm around his brother and pulled him close, chuckling at Gabriel’s attempts to break free. ”Yes, and this is my rather annoying spirit who seems to think he is my guardian”

”Well, I mean, I am.” Leo said with a roaring laugh, reaching up to rub Gabriel’s hair, much to the boys embarrassment

”I… uh… “ Michael started, trailing off, not sure what he could say.
It's because The person who controlled the Emerald Phoenix Slayer is no longer a part of the roleplay. They disappeared, we pushed the characters to the background.
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Damian's going to need a bigger squirt bottle.


Isn't that what Jasmine is for, now with her magic?
Because he's an exceed to a Fire Phoenix Slayer XD



Ignatius


"People think I'm the scary one... "
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𝒢𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃



Name:
Ignatius

Nick-Names:
Iggy, Ig

Gender:
Male

Age:
Who knows?

Birthday:
?

Guild
No guild currently

Guild Mark location:
N/A





𝒫𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝐼𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃



Personality:

Perhaps considered a rather aggressive, tough, ill-tempered person, Ignatius nevertheless has a deeper side to him, one that generally takes a lot of work to get to. He is in fact quite clever, romantic, and loyal, showing that he is a rather complicated individual. He simply enjoys exploring with his hands and eyes, touching and examining the word around him with a cool rationalism and spirited curiosity. He tends to move from project to project, not wanting to stay in one position to long perhaps in fear that he will begin to get too close to others. Because of this, he has quite useful knowledge on many different things, finding no greater joy than figuring things out and making them better than they were before.

He enjoys people having an interest in what he is doing, and sometimes he doesn't mind them getting into his space. Of course that is on the condition that they don't interfere with his principles and freedom, and they will need to be open to Ignatius returning that interest in kind. He does typically enjoy lending a hand and sharing his experiences, especially with the people that he cares about. In a rather rude manor, of course. He never wishes to be considered a "Softie" and as such keeps up his rough exterior.

A very private person, he does not appreciate others interfering where he considered they don't belong. He can seem very loyal and steady for a while, but does tend to build up a store of impulsive energy that explodes without warning, taking his interests in a bold new direction.

His decisions stem from a sense of practical realism, and at his heart is a strong sense of direct fairness, a "Do unto others" attitude, which really helps to explain many of his rather puzzling traits. Instead of being overly cautious though, avoiding stepping on toes in order to avoid having his toes stepped on, his is likely to go too far, accepting likewise retaliation, whether good or bad, as fair play. The biggest issue that his is likely to face is that he often acts too soon, taking for granted his permissive nature and assuming that others feel the same way. He will be the first to tell an insensitive joke, get overly involved in someone else's life, roughhouse and play around or suddenly change his plans because something more interesting comes up.

Likes:
Fish
Comic Books
Fighting
Sweets

Dislikes:
Water
Clothes (except his cape)
The smell of alcohol

Hobbies:
Fighting


Biography:
Ignatius likes to think he his a man- er-
cat of the world. He has travelled extensively, eating fine fish whenever and where ever he could, and told stories for his meals.Sometime in his travels he ran into this scrawny, little exceed, who without a thought of introduction, demanded he give her his food. After he fed her, Ignatius knew that he needed to keep her, believing that she wouldn't survive. Rajah became his companion, although sometimes he wonders if perhaps she stayed because she believed he wouldn't survive without her.

Penny kept her gaze on Jasmine, watching her with concern. She knew that this was massive information- and Penny wished she had all the answers, but she didn’t. She didn’t know how any of this worked, she barely knew anything about her own abilities. She didn’t want to fail Jasmine… but she suspected that she was going to. ”You don’t need to worry about Nolan, Jasmine… I won’t let him hurt you.” she promised, falling silent once more, watching her.

”I don’t think there is a mistake, Jasmine… “ She said, almost regrettably, seeing that this was distressing news to the younger girl. ”I… Most slayers are trained, yes… but I was born one. It happens.” She said softly after a moment or two, not sure how to explain. When jasmine leaned against her, Penny put her arms around the younger girl, keeping her close and letting her cry herself out, giving her what comfort she could.

”Jasmine… it’s going to be okay, I promise you.” She said, after a while, her voice soft. ”I’ll do all that I can.” She didn’t register the passing scenery, keeping her attention on the distressed Jasmine. ”We’ll figure it out.”





Jamie frowned, watched Karn/Edolas Karn, and sighed. She had ideas on how to help them, but there was no way to test them… she could see how that could appear to be doing nothing… she would help the duo, when they were back from the island… Things should, she hoped, be normal then. ”Some time. No one really knows where the island is.” She said, looking to Zero/Zenoram, before her attention was drawn back to Ferrin.

Jamie shook her head, ”Perhaps soul is too strong a word. Memory might be better. The memory of them, my… friends, my family… I would summon them, and… become them, for a period of time.” she said softly, ”All gave me their permission for it… “ she trailed off, clearly upset by the topic at hand, but willing to talk about it. She shook her head, ”Never apologise for seeking knowledge. Knowledge is a weapon against ignorance.” she trailed off thoughtfully for a moment.

”I think the magic has always been there… and is gifted randomly. The new magics- or perhaps they are simply old, lost to time- that have appeared… perhaps it does have something to do with the island. But I believe it was all there, merely waiting to be unlocked.” As Ferrin turned to foursome, Jamie excused herself, letting Ferrin speak uninterrupted with them.
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“Come on.” Gabriel said, smiling, “lets find somewhere to go, sit.” His brother was here, and to Gabriel, that meant more than anything in the world. Even if he had to put up with leo, and the Spirit King, finding the long lost Zodiac keys. It was all worth it, to see his brother again. They’d never spent more than a few days apart since they were born, these last few months… it had been hard, and Gabriel was glad for the chance to catch up.

Leo, however, seemed to have other plans as he sauntered across the desk, towards Zev, flopping down easily beside him on another crate, and before Gabriel could do anything, was speaking him. Mortified, Gabriel hurried over, knowing full well just how annoying Leo could be. He tried not to subject him on anyone.

“Sorry, he has a mind of his own and… I can’t close the gate.” he admitted, although Gabriel had tried plenty of times to do so. Michael trailed after his brother, hesitantly.




Jamie looked over at Zero and Zenoram, giving a small chuckle, “Not exactly as you are, no. I… sacrificed the souls I carried and kept safe for my daughter.” She said, falling silent as Zero/Zenoram continued speaking. Turning her gaze to Ferrin, Jamie paused a moment as she considered how to answer. “My shape shifting ability relies on souls. Capture in Lacrima’s, unforunately the lacrima’s needed for it are quite rare. In fact, there is only one person to get them from. Jarvis. Sometimes I wondered if we were drawn together because of how we complement one another, or something else.” She said thoughtfully.

“The Lacrima is… an odd one. Similar to Slayers the gain their abilities through Lacrima’s, mine were… like an extra organ. THe souls I carried were… special to me, and Jarvis, in one way or another. All knew what we could accomplish together and when they were gravely injured… it was a way for them to keep us safe. I… I have never come across another person who can do what i do, perhaps it is a lost magic, or an entirely knew magic. I’m not sure.” She frowned, knowing that it was probably more than a little confusing. “Well, that’s for another time.” She stopped, her gaze drawn to Karn. She smiled, but it faded as he seemed to… fall. Reaching out to him, she let her hand drop back to her side, seeing that the Edolas Karn was in control. Or as in control as either of the karns could be.

She watched with concern, nodding. They needed to find a way to help them… ‘Well, yes.” She said, with a smile, “I am always here to help, my dear.” She said softly, her smile fading slightly, a rather serious look upon her graceful features.




“Amelia.” Jarvis said,”I did not say that you had to retire. Merely that I wish you to take it easy.” He said, reaching out to her, to give her a hug, “Did you wish to look at the ship?”




Penny shook her head, “No, no… It’s… “ She hesitated, knowing she should put the younger girl at ease. But… she had never had to do anything like this before. “No, I… there’s a trait that is common among slayers- or rather, Dragon Slayers. No one is sure why.” She said softly, keeping her gaze on Jasmine as she thought on each word. The gently swaying of the carriage was more comforting to Penny than she suspected it was for Jasmine- her body automatically healed any sign of distress even before her brain could understand it. “Slayers are often plagued with Motion Sickness, so crippling that it is almost impossible for them to move. I’m not sure if its for all slayers, or just Dragon, and asking Nolan doesn’t seem wise.” She suspected if they were forced together again, one or the other of them would end up hurt.

“My body heals itself, and thus even if all slayers were affected by it, I wouldn’t know.” She continued, “But… I think it’s safe to assume your magic is a slayer type.”
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Penny closed her eyes and seemed to take a moment or two to compose herself. Her phoenix songs were always beautiful, some hauntingly so, and she had to close her eyes tight. The last time she'd used her song... The memory still haunted her. Solias... I know it was what you wanted... but it still effects me so... She licked her lips, leaning back in the seat, "It can do quite a few things." She said softly, deciding that Jasmine did not need to know about the death song, just yet.

"healing is by far my favourite use of it... but it can put people to sleep, making large battles quite harmless... Phoenix Fire is also more potent than my normal fire." she explained, looking away for a moment, before looking back to Jasmine, seeing that she was distracted. She paused a moment, before continuing, "I... I have a theory about what your magic could be, Jasmine."
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